Wang Fan was speechless and very angry at the same time.
Is there something wrong with this woman's brain?
She just wanted to ask a question, but she actually caught her. It was okay to let her get caught, but she also asked her to beat her. What the hell?
Wang Fan was really about to collapse.
If you can beat this woman, then it's nothing, just beat her.
But this woman is so perverted that she doesn't look like a human being. How can he fight her?
"I count to three, if you still don't take action, then I will kill you!"
When the female cultivator saw that Wang Fan was not taking action, she was not angry and said calmly.
This time, Wang Fan did not dare to hesitate any longer.
He roared, his right leg suddenly hit the ground, and he jumped into the air and rushed towards the woman.
At the same time, the physical power in his body also began to squirm crazily, converging on his right leg.
At this moment, his entire right leg began to clap at a speed visible to the naked eye, swelling to the size of a fist.
Whoosh!
There was a sharp sound, and Wang Fan's right leg was like a whip, swiping hard towards the woman's head.
There was a whirring sonic boom in the air, which was extremely violent.
The female cultivator felt the power of this leg, and a strange light emerged in her eyes that had always been calm.
However, she didn't say much. She stretched out her white palm and instantly turned it into a fist, hitting Wang Fan directly on the sole of his foot.
Bang!
With a sound, Wang Fan flew back again and fell hard to the ground.
"You're not fast enough, and your kicks aren't sharp enough. How did you reach the fifth level of the Immortal Lord? Did you rely on resources to get there?"
The female cultivator stared at Wang Fan, but her tone was neither salty nor cool.
When Wang Fan heard this, his face turned red and he felt very ashamed.
You know, his cultivation to the Immortal Realm was not achieved by piling up resources.
He fought his way up through countless life and death fights.
Not to mention anything else, he is not afraid of being outside, even if he is an eighth-level immortal.
But now, what did this woman say?
Say he is a waste? A waste that relies on resources?
Wang Fan simply couldn't bear it.
At the same time, he was also a little shocked.
Here, both mental power and cultivation are sealed, but this woman can actually see his cultivation?
Who is this person?
"What, you don't admit that you are a waste? Then you take action! Aren't you very confident and proud?"
"Here, neither mental power nor cultivation can be used, and we can only rely on the physical body and instinct. And you are the descendant of the God-Refining Emperor and have inherited his God-Refining Technique."
"It stands to reason that if you are not the strongest here, you should be the top one. Even those Immortal Emperors who come here are much weaker than you."
"But what about you? You can't even block one of my moves, so what are you if you're not a loser?"
"You woman, I'll beat you to death!" Wang Fan was angry, really angry.
He didn't hesitate anymore and rushed towards the woman again.
At the same time, his physical strength was once again mobilized crazily.
But the result is still the same, he is no match for this woman at all, and not even a little bit worse.
The woman showed no mercy at all, and was very venomous. She was always humiliating and irritating him.
In the following time, Wang Fan pounced on him again and again and was knocked away again and again, which was extremely miserable.
However, he also learned wisely and did not continue the head-on confrontation, but adopted a roundabout strategy.
However, the female cultivator is much faster than him. Often he can dodge one blow, but cannot dodge the second one at all.
Just like that, after a day passed, Wang Fan fell to the ground like a dead dog, panting.
Although the woman was not that embarrassed, her face was a little pale.
Wang Fan fell to the ground, summarizing his previous experience.
Achieve a lot.
Not only is he more proficient in the use of physical strength, his moves and attacks are also sharper than before.
Both speed and power have improved a lot, far from what they were at the beginning.
"Who is this woman? Is she training herself?"
Wang Fan also knew in his heart that this woman was trying to temper him.
But he couldn't figure out why.
Because he was not related to this woman, and it was his first time entering Guishan.
The most important thing is, what is the purpose of this woman?
After all, Wang Fan simply doesn't believe in the good thing about pie in the sky.
The woman ignored Wang Fan and had already left.
An hour later, he walked in with a bowl of white rice porridge.
Wang Fan's eyes widened.
Cook?
The female cultivator ignored Wang Fan and said coldly, "Eat, continue after eating."
Wang Fan almost vomited blood.
The next three days were spent like this again.
After three days, Wang Fan was no longer as helpless in front of women as he was three days ago.
He could at least survive a few attacks, and even occasionally hit women.
"Bang!"
With another punch, Wang Fan accidentally hit the woman. The woman immediately retreated and became angry with embarrassment.
"Asshole!"
She cursed loudly and rushed towards Wang Fan like a madman.
Not long after, Wang Fan was beaten into a pig's head.
He was a little innocent, he didn't do it on purpose.
One month later.
Wang Fan was already on par with women, and even began to gain some upper hand.
Just when Wang Fan thought that he could take revenge and let out a bad breath.
The woman suddenly said, "Okay, let's go out."
Wang Fan was a little confused, "Where to go?"
"Let's fight in the ring," the woman said.
Wang Fan was a little confused, "Just the arena outside?"
"Yes." The woman nodded, "That arena was not built by the monks from the Eastern Region, but it existed originally. Only by winning hundreds of games there in a row and reaching the top can we gain benefits."
"Winning a hundred games in a row, reaching the top, and getting benefits?" Wang Fan was stunned. "What benefits? It's not just to fool people, right? There are foreign monks there. If you defeat them, you can get benefits?"
"If this is the case, as long as a hundred people come in and fight against match-fixing and win the first place, wouldn't we also get benefits?"
What Wang Fan said makes sense.
The woman sneered, "If someone does that, they will only die faster. Winning a hundred games in a row and winning first place is just a qualification. But if you want to get the benefits, you still need to experience some dangers."
Wang Fan nodded and suddenly said, "With your strength, can't you win a hundred games in a row and reach the top of the list?"
This woman is very strong.
Even Wang Fan now has no confidence in defeating him.
The woman was unusually helpless, "My body has reached its limit, and I'm still a little short of it. Don't worry, I won't let you help me in vain. If you can help me get benefits, I owe you a favor."
Wang Fan stopped talking.
But the woman suddenly said again, "By the way, my name is Murong Xian, from now on you can just call me Senior Sister Murong."
"Okay." Wang Fan nodded. He had just learned Murong Xian's name.
He really wanted to ask if Murong Xian was from the Eastern Region and what kind of cultivation he had.
But in the end, I still endured it.
Although this woman had tortured him miserably in the past month, he wanted to beat her up and regain his place. But thinking that this woman had helped him a lot, he decided not to do it.
The most important thing is that this woman is at least an Immortal Emperor.
If he beat this woman inside, Wang Fanke will be miserable when he gets out.
The two of them walked forward and soon arrived at the town's martial arts venue.
However, just as they entered, a cold voice came over.